Consciousness awakens in a haze.

I dreamed of the familiar past again.

I first met her at the castle and traveled with her to save Britain as a dream.

I don't know how to dream about the past like this.

It may be the reason for returning to Britain, or it may simply be that he is looking at things and thinking about people.

"Teacher, teacher—it's morning, and today is the day of the king's election..... You said you were going to the Clock Tower. "

I heard a call in my ears.

Moran opened his eyes as well, and the first thing he saw was the familiar silver hair.

Subconsciously reached out to her.

Stroking the woman's beautiful round cheeks.

"Morgan....?"

Moran reacted in a trance.

The originally drowsy consciousness also woke up, and he only reacted to the "six, five, seven" wait at this time, and there was something wrong.

"I'm sorry, Grey..... It's me who is confused. "

"It's okay! it's okay.... I know my face is too similar to Princess Morgan... It's not your fault, teacher.....!"

Grey blushed and stepped back.

I could feel the warmth of my palms on my cheeks, and my chest was pounding uncontrollably.

Grey didn't blame Moran for the idea.

Since she and Moran left the Brackmoya Cemetery, she has seen a lot of new things in just a few days.

Originally, she wanted to call Moran king.

However, Moran showed an embarrassed expression about this, and instead asked her to call herself a teacher like the Tosaka sisters.

"Teacher, breakfast is outside, since you're awake, then I'll go out first!"

Grey bowed as a courtesy.

Soon, she left the room in a puff of smoke.

"Hey, it's a slump....."

Moran still had dreams in his head.

He knew that Grey was not the Morgan of his dreams, but it was a pity that the two girls looked too similar.

It's disrespectful to Gray.

Moran asks Grey to call herself a teacher.

It also means that he wants to fulfill the duty of guidance.

Grey can be seen as the Son of the Island.

She didn't know how to use her gifts or how to deal with the blessings she received.

If you let it go, you will only get lost in the mystery.

So she needs someone to guide her.

Dressed as Yard can give her better control of power, and with Moran's guidance, she can become an excellent knight in time.

"I have to change this problem, Gray is Gray, and it's not funny to hallucinate her offspring as her own wife..."

Moran exhaled deeply.

He knows how to bring back Morgan in the modern era, and it's not just a way to make Grey a vessel.

At one time, Morgan was also in his military position.

If he can draw the inherent skill of the Simulator, King of the End, he will be able to bring the forces of Britain to him.

In the same way, Morgan will return.

It's not that difficult.

"However, as the day of the Chosen King of Britain approaches, before the next simulation, I will see who the new king of this generation is. "

Moran let go of the idea of simulation.

He wanted to see who would be selected for this selection.

If he could, he would like to talk to the chosen ones in person and see what the new king is like.

"However, the rules for the selection of kings are all set by me, and no matter how bad the person selected, at least it will reach my passing line..."

Moran is confident in his surgical base.

This foundation technique is not rigid enough to be only responsible for selecting people, it is connected to the British consciousness and communicates with people.

Of course, it will also train people to be kings.

After Moran had finished breakfast with the girls, they left the hotel in London and headed for the Clock Tower.

Grey is curious all the way.

Having lived in the Blaquemoa cemetery for a long time, she now feels like she has traveled back to the Middle Ages to the modern world.

In the beginning, Grey was dressed in a medieval outfit.

It's like a village girl's simplicity.

Alice Phil and Mordred dress her up, and the two have a lot of fun in the process.

Dress up Grey, for Mordred.

It's like choosing clothes for a young mother, it's a rare sight for her.

Alice Phil is like playing a dress-up game.

Grey's cuteness is obvious to all.

"Grey, wait until we get to the clock tower, let's go to the mall!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"Woooooooo Teacher.....!"

Grey casts a distressed gaze at Moran...

The experience of being worshipped as a god in Brakmoya since she was a child made her very reluctant to show her appearance.

On weekdays, Grey wears a hooded suit.

Being seen by others will make you feel ashamed, so to speak, this beauty is a bit of a pity.

Moran has said many times that there is no need to care.

After all, Grey is a Morgan descendant by blood, and looking like an ancestor is not something to avoid.

Grey fears that others will worship her, and she wants to be the grave keeper of the dead rather than be worshipped by the living.

Only when talking to Moran.

She had the courage to take off her hood.

This needs to be overcome by herself.

"The Clock Tower..."

Moran and the others arrived at the headquarters of the clock tower by car.

It was more majestic than he remembered.

Presumably, the clock tower before the simulation was not as powerful as it is now.

In Britain, where the gods continued, the clock tower was far more powerful than it was before the analog overlay.

And this power comes from Britain.

"Let's go.... Let us meet the new King of Britain. "

Moran took Grey's hand.

He took the women into the clock tower with them.

Each time a king is chosen, the monarch of the clock tower will decide on the crown in the ancient heart stratum located fifty kilometers down.

It has been almost a hundred years since the last crown decision. The last chosen king of Britain has passed away.

Britannica 0.8 will grant the king strength and power.

However, the king also needs to be rotated.

When a king dies or loses the king's certificate, Britain will begin to rotate the king.

If there is a more suitable candidate to be king.

Then, there will also be a rotation of Zen Jean.

With continuous evolution as the mechanism for the continuation of the gods, the king is selected through a precise means like a machine.

Internally impeccable.

Only external factors can threaten Britain.

The Ancient Heart, the Cracks—

Circuits of light like veins spread throughout the stratum, and the light was intertwined in a spiral alternation.

The monarchs arrived here through the cracks in the mining city.

As they had done a hundred years ago, they convened a decision to crown the forthcoming king of Britain.